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Disclaimer: This story is not part of the Pokemon series. Pokemon is owned by Nintendo, ShoPro and any other licensed secondary/tertiary distributors.

PG-13: This part and story are rated PG-13 as advised by the guidelines taken from the obtained from lawful advisors. (whether or not legal advisors are real or lawful is out of my hands).

To: Mystery: You want long, go read Pokemon Ex under my profile... (but that last chapter was a little short)

Part 3

Pikachu had was jumping around on the roofs of stores and going in through back doors of restaurants getting scraps from his new friendly local friends. From Italian restaurants to the finest Greek places, Pikachu was known all over town.

After coming back and watching some people eat at the I-Meridians Fine Foods, Pikachu getting bored of funny adult actions began to head home. Never was Pikachu so intrigued by lunch before. He began to leave the place through the front doors as the owner saw Pikachu out giving him a little bag filled with his famous pesto meatballs. And right there in front of him he saw Misty Waterflower-Williams.

"Piiikaaaaaaaa!" he said looking at Misty from the entrance of the restaurant. Misty turned her head to the source of the sound to find no one there. Pikachu had already dashed into the alley of the sidewalk they were on. She kept walking by with Daisy beside her. It was the day after the emergency that they arrived in Sun City. And it was going to be a while before Violet and Vance that Vaporeon trainer from the eevee training family and Lily got back from the Salon. Yup, you don't get hair like Vance's by using Head and Shoulders.

Pikachu followed Misty for the early part of that afternoon. They wound up at a Pokemon Center. And inside, Pikachu found Misty had another Togepi. This must have been the 4th one she had begun raising, since all the others became Togetics. The first one was still the one that visited her the most of course.

Pikachu feeling adventurous hopped into Misty's bag she had left on a chair while she waited for Togepi's check up to finish. Looking for pokemon food (any kind for his high, little metabolism) he came across, a little box. In the dim red light of the bag, Pikachu could read 'Ash' on it. And with the fancy wrapping on it, Pikachu came to the conclusion that Ash had gone through Misty's bag planting a little box for Pikachu to find as a kind of training for him. Pikachu would not let him down. And so Pikachu took the box and some pokemon chow. After leaving the bag though, Pikachu licked his paw, picked up soil from the plant's pot on the table and plastered the print on Misty's red bag.

Daisy saw the whole thing but why would she bother getting involved. To her Ash may have sent Pikachu on a recon mission. Misty picked up her unnoticeably light bag and carried it out along with a boosted Togepi. Daisy got up and left chatting with Misty out of the store.

Pikachu was still hiding in the plant on the table and hopped out after Misty left much to the next customer's surprise. Nurse Joy noticing her little friend picked up a bag and tossed in a few pieces of chow.

"Pikachu!" she said beckoning him about the food she waved. Pikachu turned around just before entering the revolving door.

"Prrrkaa prrrkaa" he said with a bag and box in his mouth obviously translating into 'any more food and I'll be sick'. Pikachu left the store lugging the threshold he could nip in his mouth or in this case, teeth. He headed back to the hospital and remembered, Ash had told him to get the mail from his house today. What a busy day this had been for Pikachu.

Back at the hospital, Ash was looking at the invitation and noticed it was written in Brock's very well hidden American slang. He was a quarter 3rd generation half African-American half Latino-American anyways. Pikachu ran in waking up Brock who had been sleeping for 4 hours missing breakfast and lunch. Pikachu Jumped up onto the bed and dropped his food at the foot, the box that had Ash's name on it from the top the T.V. Monitor 4 feet up, on his face. Yeah, Pikachu was annoying like that but that's why he was funny thought Brock. Before Ash could even remind Pikachu about the mail, he was already out the door.

"PiiiKAAA", he said obviously translating into 'Yeah yeah, come on cut me some slack' or the English slang 'I know' or sarcastic 'Uh huh'. Ash now noticing Brock was up and pulling the box of his place and placing it on the table had to ask him a question.

"Yo, Brock... you wouldn't have anything to do with this party thing now would you". Brock gave Ash a look (I don't Know) and responded with some ignorance.

"Ash I've been in the Orange Islands for about a month now. Of course I had something to do with the party. It's for friends but it was Tracy's idea man, not mine", Brock defended himself with his hands up. Ash now with his mind at ease, put the papers down and went back to sleep, laying them on top of the box Pikachu dropped on his face.

Brock got up to take a walk. He noticed the box on the table beside Ash. It had its name on it. And it must've been from Misty.

'Pikachu... why didn't they name you megaton instead', he thought as he put it back and walked around the hospital. Hospitals have nurses. And most nurses are female. In other words Brock was having a field day.

Vance's hair was looking more serrated than ever and even Lily was complementing on it. Violet of course had to shoot her looks even in the Midst of her family. Misty got in the back of Daisy's and Violet's car along with Daisy. Vance sat in the front after Lily happily giving it to him in a quest to annoy Violet. Following Misty's orders they finally began leaving for Cerulean late that afternoon.

Misty opened her bag to pull out togepi but noticed some meal size chow bags were missing. Then she noticed her present for Ash was also missing. Then she noticed how unorganized her bag was and the paw print on the out side.

"Pikachu", she whispered to herself. After hearing Misty utter something, Daisy looked over to see misty looking into her bag. She tilted her head back and let the wind carry it. Misty began to smile again. Her glossed lips fluoresced a light-pink in the setting sun. This was the start of something new for Misty thought Daisy.

'At least she's smiling more'.

Vance had been driving for about an hour now and loved the convertible. Compared to his bike the car had some kick. Violet stretched so that everyone in the back seat could see. Misty couldn't though she fell asleep smiling. Violet then leaned on Vance so that Daisy and Lily could see again. She turned her head backwards and gave them both tongues. Both their eyes began to twitch in anger as Vance put an arm around her. 'Misty wears short shorts...' thought Violet as she turned around.

"Like, I hate convertibles", said Lily leaning against the door, "their too open and the wind...". Violet cringed with her eyes closed and Daisy giggled. Vance's eyes became slits. Misty wears short shorts.

A/N: I like girls who wear short shorts. I like girls who like girls who like girls who like furs. There ya go, Mystery. I'm exhausted of ideas for the time being. Yeah I got a restrainedly random with the ending. I put this up for the soul purpose of updating a fanfiction for a weekend now LEAVE ME ALONE ...jk.

The motto? Yeah, yeah, yeah. S.h.s.

2004